A Sticky Situation - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My big mouth does get me into a lot of sticky situations.

Case in point: There I was, lying on top of a stage, with almost a hundred people all around me, looking on as my mouth was stuffed with two cocks, another cock was in my asshole, two more were fucking my pussy, another was fucking my tits and I was fisting a cock in each hand.

If you're asking why was I servicing eight cocks at one time... well, that's where my big mouth comes in.

Brandy Wine was bragging, shooting her mouth off, as usual. She doesn't work for me, of course, but she's a regular.

Anyway, after too many shots of her namesake, she was bragging she could take on six cocks at one time. And I made a comment to the fact that it was about average and I could do better. We didn't exactly break out into a catfight, but it was close. And the upshot was that we both had to put our money where our mouths were, so to speak. I had to put my place, Pink Pussy, up for one year. Brandy would put her ass out for two years - I would have held out for higher stakes, but I was feeling kinda mellow and I didn't want to take her out too badly.

What's Pink Pussy, I hear you ask? Who am I?

Sapphire Steele, bounty hunter, at your service. In my line of work, I hunt men, monsters, and do bodyguard work... basically anything to get the money in.

You're right, no one would believe that's my real name, but who'd take Rosie Smith seriously, anyway?

I was eighteen years old, going on forty, and I was a half-breed... human and giant. Yes, I know. You've seen giant cocks before, and in case you're wondering, my father was a human male and my mother was a giant female.

And Pink Pussy?

That's a place down in the Tenderloin that I own. I got it as payment for a past assignment.

The Tenderloin's a section of town where they'll show you anything as long as you have money. If you want it, someone will sell it. In the Tenderloin, there's somebody who'll do it with you, for you, or to you, or let you watch if that's your need. Let your imagination run away. You can't think of anything somebody hasn't thought and done already. Hell, somebody's thought of something even more disgusting. And it's all available there in wonderland. And the kingpin of crime will get his cut.

And the Pink Pussy is where you can find someone to do it with you, for you, or to you, or let you watch, all at the same time. Everything is out in the open, no little cubicles here. I take my turn with the rest of my girls.

So there I was, like I said, taking care of eight, count 'em, eight cocks at one time. And these weren't your normal six to eight-inch cocks either. The clientele that come to my place aren't your normal average human males, although I do get 'em. The majority are non-humans. And you'd better believe all the stories and jokes they tell about the size of non-human cocks, sister! Trolls, grolls, ogres, dwarves, goblins, centaurs, satyrs, beastmen, minotaurs, hell, even morCatha have bigger cocks than humans, starting at ten inches. You wouldn't believe how ridiculous a ten-inch cock looks on a two-foot tall morCatha... but there's nothing funny about a cock that size plugging your cunt, honey.

I wonder if that's why the human males are so prejudiced against non-humans. And it'd be worse if the prejudice against inter-species fucking wasn't so strong. Let their wives and daughters get hooked on fucking with members (pardon the pun) of another species and we'd have a repeat of the Face Wars all over again.

There were two dwarf cocks fucking my pussy. Say what you like about these hairy little buggers; they can't refuse a good fuck, even if it isn't in their preferred hole. Underneath me, I had a groll with a fifteen-inch dick fucking my ass. I had to have a groll down there because he was the only one strong enough to take the weight and fuck me at the same time. I had two beastmen face-fucking me... a ratman and a minotaur, and the fur tickling my nostrils almost made me want to sneeze, if it wasn't for their ten-inch dicks sliding down my throat like it was a well-greased pussy. I had a goblin tit-fucking me, and two morCatha cocks in my hands.

Brandy was the same position as me. I'd gotten all eight inside me with the minimum of fuss. She'd tried harder, and finally gotten all eight in her at the same time. She should've dropped out then, and I'd have let her, but she'd made her brags and now she'd have to stand by it. The dwarves were having a hard time staying inside her pussy. They kept slipping out. She was going to lose for sure. Only she didn't realise it yet.

Now, if you think I was going to have multiple orgasms like I usually do with so many cocks fucking me at the same time, you're really crazy! I had to concentrate too much on what I was doing to really enjoy myself. Three or four cocks fucking me is about all I can handle and have a good time myself. Besides, I had to make these guys cum as fast as I could, or I'd lose the Pink Pussy for a year to that loud-mouth bitch... and no way was I going to let that happen!

I worked at the two cocks in my throat first, because I was having difficulty breathing with them shoved down my throat like that. My advantage was there is no way any male of any species is going to last long when they have their cocks shoved balls deep into the willing mouth of a girl while she's staring up at them wide-eyed, and her throat is milking their stiff hard-ons while her mouth is sucking really hard. The beastmen were no exception.

I can hold my breath for almost two minutes, but those two barely lasted a minute before their cum shot out from their cocks, straight down my throat and into my belly. Usually, I'd take the spunk in my mouth, because believe it or not, non-human spunk tastes better than human. The taste and consistency is different for every species, though. But not this time round, because of the bet.

When they'd done cumming, I slipped their limp dicks out of my mouth and could breathe again. Now, we both could only use the parts of our bodies that the males started fucking us with, to make the males cum, but that didn't mean I couldn't use any extra assistance, if it was available. So, still jacking off the morCatha cocks, I brought them round to my mouth and started sucking on them. Ok, so they do have a kind of funny, acrid smell, but if you've ever fucked rotting zombies like I have, you can get used to almost anything else.

While I was doing that, I made sure my lower body was busy fucking and squeezing the three cocks stuck into me. The feel of that monster log jammed up my asshole made me feel like I wanted to go take a shit real bad, but the totally stuffed feeling was pleasant. So were the different strokes my pussy was receiving from the dwarf dicks. But like I said, my main priority this time round wasn't my pleasure but to get these guys off as quickly as possible. I couldn't do anything about the goblin tit-fucking me, though, beyond giving him an encouraging smile or two.

Then, maybe because I was really squeezing my pussy hard, one of the dwarves shot his load inside me. I could feel him jerk spastically between my legs and I felt the warm, wet flow from my open gash. Alright, girl! Three down, five more to go!

I risked sneaking a look at Brandy. The poor girl was having a really difficult time. She looked totally uncomfortable... I guess mainly because she wasn't used to having a groll cock up her ass and two dwarf cocks in her pussy at the same time. Not to mention two ten-inch dicks stuffed down her throat. I think she could have handled the cocks down there, but it was the dicks in her mouth that she was really having trouble with. I could see she kept having to let them almost out of her mouth the breathe - barely keeping the cockheads in or she'd have been disqualified. And when she did that, the beastmen just weren't getting the friction or suction they needed to get off.

All around us, patrons were cheering, yelling, shouting obscenities and unwanted advice or ribald comments, all the while masturbating their horny cocks, and keeping my girls extremely busy. Everyone was fucking everyone else. Business was going to be good tonight, and I had Brandy to thank for it. It would almost be a shame to take advantage of her like that, but it wouldn't do to let her run off her mouth. Bad for the rep.

I concentrated now on the two morCathas. Not everyone knows this, but morCatha cocks look like dark-veined, purple shafts without the knob that human cocks have, and there is a sensitive spot just below the tip. It corresponds to a bump inside a morCatha pussy - a female morCatha clit, I guess. And you'd only know this if you were into inter-species sex, like I was. So I used my thumbs to rub and stimulate the purple phalluses while using my tongue to lick and suck at the drooling tips. This wasn't strictly necessary since they don't get off that way... it was more for my own pleasure. Because if there's anything I like more than eating, it's a good fight, and if there's anything I like better than a good fight is a good fuck. And I like it best when all of my holes are plugged with hard, cocks.

Well, the thumb massage did the trick. I had the tips of both cocks stuffed inside my mouth, and I was busy sucking for all I was worth when they began to cum. And while morCatha penises aren't sensitive like a human's, they are sensitive at the point of orgasm. Just the tip, where all the sperm comes out. And that was where I was sucking like a demon.

You should have heard those morCatha whoop and holler as they shot their spunk into my mouth. If you think they raise a racket every night with their tribal wars, the sound they made would have been the mother of all tribal wars! And lucky me, I got to taste their cum, instead of having it shoot down my throat like the first two. Have you ever wondered why I love to swallow non-human cum? The secret is... it actually tastes better than human's, which is pretty delicious already. And they produce lots more cum. The morCatha cream is basically rich, thick and fruity. Probably because of their diet, which is mostly fruit they steal from the markets in the daytime, swooping down to swipe whatever catches their fancy.

As my mouth filled with their cum, I swallowed some, and let some dribble out from the corners of my mouth for the sake of the patrons who might be watching. That still left a lot in my mouth to savour, and savour it I did, as they continued to empty their nuts into my greedy mouth.

They finally ended, with one last spurt that I managed to swallow it all down the right passageway just in time. The morCatha moved away on wobbly legs, and I turned my attention to the goblin that was tit-fucking me.

Now, goblins are short little buggers. Shorter than dwarves, who are generally delighted to have someone else lower down the pecking order than them, height-wise. Goblins have olive green, leathery hides, and their cocks, while ten inches in length, aren't very thick. But to compensate - there isn't a cock-head as such, just a rounded tip with the piss-hole - the shaft is covered with these knobby protrusions that feel really good when its pounding your pussy and the knobs keep rubbing your clit. It can drive a girl up the wall pretty quickly. Too bad that knobby cock was wasted between my tits.

He was grabbing my breasts, pushing them together so he could fuck them. I covered his scaly claws with my hands, squeezing my breasts even more around his cock, and flicked out my tongue to lick his thrusting tip. At about this time, I realised I had already finished off five guys, and could now see to my own pleasure.

I began to focus, and really feel the cocks fucking me. The second dwarf was hammering away at my pussy; well greased by his friend's cum. His shaft filled me up, and my pussy walls were just rippling in delight. I started to squeeze him, tightening around his cum-soaked cock. Meanwhile, the groll was busy sliding his fifteen inches deep into my ass now that the main weight of several guys had gone away. I don't usually take on grolls, or ogres or giants for that matter. Not because I don't want to, but they are pretty rare around Tunfaire, and I don't get around much. But you'd better believe me when I tell you I remember every single one of them!

Gods, it really felt like I was shitting a log, except the log kept going back inside my ass. It's a good thing I'm a cross-breed. My tissues are tougher than a normal human. Otherwise, I would've been torn up pretty badly. As it was, I was only experiencing some minor discomfort that was slowly turning into pleasure as I relaxed some more and adjusted my asshole to the monster cock that was probably straightening my bowels and pounding the shit inside into mush. I usually clean out my asshole before I have anal sex, but since this contest was sort of spur of the moment...

Hmm. That reminds me... I looked over to where Brandy was. Surprise, surprise. She'd managed to finish off the two dwarves in her pussy, and the tit-fucking goblin. But I could tell she was having a tough time with the groll dick shoved up her ass like that. And she was still having a tough time with those two cocks in her mouth. It was also obvious the poor dear knew nothing about morCatha sex, because she was jacking them off like she would a human. Not that I blamed her for her ignorance, though. Have you ever really taken a good look at a morCatha?

They're small, weird flying creatures slightly larger than a spider monkey. Built about the same, but hairless and red, with batlike wings instead of arms and a spadelike point at the end of its tail. They're also about as low as you can get on the sentient scale. Any lower and they'd be considered animals. So you can see why human/morCatha sex is pretty rare.

Meanwhile, my lower torso was just busy fucking and being fucked, totally independent of what was happening with the rest of my body. I sort of put my mouth in automatic mode, licking the goblin cock every time it made contact with my mouth, and just relaxed to enjoy my double fucking.

Oooh, yes! The dwarf dick was hitting me just right, as he frantically buried his shaft balls deep, and his thick pubic hair pressed against my clit. It doesn't usually take much to make me cum, and that just about hit the spot.

Forgetting about the log up my ass, I let out a holler and spasmed uncontrollably as waves of pleasure radiated from my crotch, washing up over my body. "Oooh, gods-fucking-shit! Fuck me! Harder, you little shit! Fuck me harder!"

I really wanted the dwarf to continue fucking me. That would have made me cum a second time. But it was all over for him as he pulled his wilting shaft out of my pussy and I could feel his cum seeping out.

Right about then, the goblin stopped fucking my breasts and jammed his shaft forward. The round tip was on my tongue as he let out a groan. I cold feel his thick, yellow sperm gushed into my mouth. Mmmmm! Musky, sourish, a bit like mango-flavoured yogurt. I greedily gulped it all down, again allowing a bit to dribble out of my mouth as my cheeks hollowed, trying to suck out every last drop from his spurting green cock.

Yes! Seven down, one more to go!

I looked over at Brandy. She was still struggling to catch up with me. But even a noodle-pated ninny like her could tell it was all but over, and her ass would be mine for two full years of indentured service.

Now, I could really get down to business. I shoved the goblin aside and sat up, squatting on the groll. I placed the his hands on my buttocks, using them to spread my asshole wide open. Then, settling my hands on the base of his cock for support, I began to fuck the astonished groll, driving his enormous phallus deep into my rectum.

A groll dick is just like a human, only larger. Much, much, larger, with an average length of fifteen inches and an average thickness of five inches! Trust me, if you've ever had an arm up your ass or pussy, you'll know what it feels like to fuck a groll. I don't usually get an orgasm when I have such a large cock up my ass. The mingled pleasure and pain is too distracting to get a really good cum, unless you're into S&M, which I'm not.

So I concentrated on using my tight asshole to bring the groll off. Sure enough, just when it was just starting to feel good, the groll let out a bellow and grabbed my hips, trying to hold me still on his cock.

Do you know that grolls cum almost as much as a horse? I swear, I felt my bowels flooding with the groll's hot, watery sperm. I could feel so much shooting deep into me. Then it started to spurt out, around his cock plugging me, forced out by the pressure. It felt so good I started to frig myself, wanting to cum very badly, but with a grunt, the groll pushed me forward, off his spurting cock.

I turned round and looked. Yup, he was still cumming! So I grabbed his dirty shaft with both hands, and stroked his wet cock as I positioned my open mouth over enormous cock-head. Yes, I know what you're thinking. His cock was covered with slime... a mixture of his cum and my shit. But the problem was, not only was I a top-class bounty hunter, I was also a world-class slut. I'd do almost any nasty thing if it makes me, or the person whom I'm doing it to - or even whoever happens to be watching - feel good. That's why I was a natural at the Pink Pussy. It was a nasty joke, the final clincher by the giant gods, but this time I knew exactly who was responsible and why.

I could smell the stink of my own shit as stroked the groll shaft. I caught his watery spurts on my tongue and swallowed, and licked at his spurting hole. Usually, groll cum looks like half-cooked egg white... and it's about the same consistency too.

I was kneeling between the grol's legs, ignoring him as he softened and stopped cumming, and I beckoned at Mungo Jerry. He's my right hand man in the Pink Pussy. He also doubles up as a bouncer if ever things get a little hairy. I don't know what breed he is, but he's strong as an ox, and looks big, tough and mean. But all my girls go to him whenever they need a shoulder to cry on. Go figure.

"Mungo! Bring on Tweedledee and Tweedledum!" I ordered.

Now, in case you're wondering, Tweedledee and Tweedledum aren't some exotic breeds I found in the back of beyond out in the boonies. They're two great mastiff hounds, black as night and almost the size of a small pony. They make great guard dogs when the place is shut down and they also double up in the shows we put on. If the morCatha were at the lowest end of the sentient scale, these two dogs were probably on the high end of the animal intelligence scale. They were so smart it was uncanny!

I had figured on showing up Brandy, and finishing off her pretensions as a world class slut once and for all. She was still plugging away. She'd somehow managed to finish the morCatha, but the ratman and minotaur were still giving her problems, as was the groll in her ass. I think she was struggling so hard, she never noticed that the contest was over. I had won the bet and she was mine for the next two years.

On my hands and knees, I waved to the patrons. Some waved back and cheered. It was some show! Most of them were all fucked out, and my girls had done valiantly, taking on three or four at a time to satisfy every single one of the horny bastards in the Pink Pussy that night. But there were a few die-hards who were either taking their own sweet time to cum, so they could luxuriate in fucking a pretty girl's asshole or pussy, or they were going for seconds or even thirds. Since most of them were non-humans, that was a distinct possibility, being randier and more able to keep it up, as it were, for several rounds.

Mungo brought Tweedledee and Tweedledum in, and the place quietened down. Any time they were brought on, the patrons could be assured of a special treat. Also, I guess the sheer size of my two mastiffs had everyone in awe. Not all my girls could take them on. And certainly not two at a time.

I pressed my hands on the ground and raised my ass high up. I could feel the brown slime drooling out of my well-fucked asshole, and running down my cunt lips before dripping onto the stage. Shit. I'd have to wash my cunt really well, maybe even see a witchwife for a potion to make sure my cunt was really clean and that I didn't get infected.

I looked behind my shoulder at the two dogs and barked out, "Mount, Tweedledee! Mount!"

At that command, my well-trained dog instantly climbed on top of me, and I could see his red dick coming out of its sheath. He was so large, he didn't have to rest on me at all. Instead, he just stood over me and settled his haunches. I reached underneath and between my thighs and grabbed hold of his rapidly erecting cock, and slowly directed it to my cunt. He was already starting to fuck the air, his animal instincts taking over even before I put it in. Steadying the red jerking cock, I guided the hot shaft into me.

Oh, gods! He felt so good! Especially when I was so incredibly horny. I could feel every inch of his ten-inch doggie cock entering my cum-filled pussy, as my vaginal muscles grabbed hold of that hot, animal phallus. Considering most Tunfaireans have this incredible prejudice against inter-species sex, imagine what they think of bestiality.

"Oh, yes, doggie! Fuck me! Fuck my brains out! Make me cum!"

I let everyone know just how good it felt and how much I loved fucking my dog. No human, or even non-human can fuck quite like a dog. He pulled out maybe one or two inches, then rammed its cock back into my pussy, all the while humping so fast, it literally took my breath away!

I looked round at Mungo. He was still holding Tweedledum, whose red cock was erect and out, and he was straining at the leash. I signaled for him to bring the dog to my face. Knowing what to dom since he'd done it countless times, Mungo moved the dog in front of me, its tail towards me. Reaching down, he grabbed the dog's erect cock, and swiveled it round so that it was sticking out behind the dog... right into my waiting mouth!

I heard the oohs and ahhs then. No matter how many times I or any of my girls did it, the reaction was still the same. Putting an dog cock into your mouth? I'd seen genteel ladies from the Hill, slumming in the Tenderloin on a naughty night out, puke at the sight. But I just welcomed the red dog cock, licking at it with my tongue before I swallowed half of it at one go.

I could just imagine how I looked - a sexy redhead down on all fours like a dog, being fucked at both ends by two dogs. The mental image stimulated me so much, I felt I was about to cum just from the thought alone, it was so nasty! Then I felt the knob at the base of Tweedledee's cock start to swell.

It kept on slapping my blood-engorged clit. That, and the thought that I was going to allow the dog to tie with me, pushed me over the edge.

I couldn't very well say anything since my mouth was full of doggie cock, but I could, and did, make ecstatic sounds as I again felt the familiar waves of pleasure wrack my body. This time, the sensations were much stronger, since I was ready for the fucking, and attuned to it both physically and mentally. It's quite easy to know when I cum. I can't fake it. I'm told my face goes all red, and my chest flushes all at once, and a sheen of perspiration covers my upper lip and bosom. Well, that happened right now for everyone to see... me squeeling and cumming while the dog fucked me.

And the darn dog just didn't let up! He kept on pounding into me with short, fast strokes, and I just kept on orgasming and orgasming. My climaxes piled up higher and higher on top of each other. That's why I never noticed exactly when my cunt - already loose and sloppy from the simultaneous double fucking it had received, and well-lubricated by my own, and the dwarves' spunk - opened up and accepted Tweedledee's knot!

Merciful gods, I was well and truly plugged! My cunt was totally stuffed with a knot the size of a man's fist, causing my already large clit to bulge out even more. Tweedledee had an extra inch or two of cock after its knot, and it used that to fuck me with. This time round, the short, bristly fur scrapped my back and ass and across my incredibly sensitive clit. And that did it.

I screamed with my mouth full of dog cock as my orgasm turned my bones into jelly and my brains to mush. I almost passed out from the pure pleasure, but somehow my mouth was on automatic, continuing to suck on Tweedledum's cock as my fingers clutched the ground. Girls, if only you knew what you were missing out on by ignoring seventy-percent of Tunfaire's male population - non-human and animal - you'd let all the men stay down in the Cantard. You'd never miss them! Hell, I couldn't even remember when was the last time I had fucked a pure human, and I get gang-fucked every week.

Round about then, those two dogs of mine started to cum... at the same time! I can't even recall what happened... I was lost in a world of pleasure, flung from peak to peak of ecstasy as the animals shot their cum into me. It sounds corny, I know, but that's exactly how it felt as the hot doggie cum filled up my cunt. Not a drop leaked out, because we were sealed up so tightly! Tweedledum's cock released its load of sperm too, and I gulped down that rich, earthy juice, letting some spill from the sides of my mouth as my tongue licked at the dog's tip.

Finally, the ride was over. I collapsed on my elbows, ass stuck high up because my pussy was still locked tight to Tweedledee's cock. I was panting with the force of my orgasms, and my body still trembling in delight. What dog cum I didn't manage to swallow spilled out from my mouth and dripped from my chin. I could, vaguely, make out a tremendous, rowdy racket, as everyone in the Pink Pussy cheered and applauded. I had given them a show, alright. One that would probably make Tenderloin legend. It wasn't every day that you get to see a girl having a mind-blowing orgasm while fucking and sucking two dogs. Most girls in the Tenderloin, if they do it at all (and believe me they do... if it's there for sale, the Tenderloin is the place to get it) do it for the money. A few, a very few do it because they love it. Most of them work for me, and I was one of them, as I had so obviously demonstrated.

Tweedledee had turned around and was in the classic position of a dog hung with his bitch. We both had our backs towards each other, with the knot at the base of his cock making my pussy bulge out for everyone to see. Normally, the thought would have made me horny again, but right now, the insatiable itch in my cunt was appeased, if only temporarily. I was one well-fucked, totally satisfied bitch, and I was only too eager to show that to all the people in the Pink Pussy!

I glanced languidly over the other side. Brandy was down for the count. She'd given up, and was weeping quietly in a corner. I think the groll ripped up her asshole, and reminded myself to get Mungo to check her out.

Anyway, there I was, lost in my post-orgasmic glow, all sticky with cum, on my hands and knees, stuck to a dog's cock, when I saw him.

He was easily out of place. Human, short, only five feet high, and... soft, I guess the word was. He was soft. Soft hands, delicate fingers that looked like they'd never done a days' hard labour in their lives; soft features set in a soft, plump, bald head. Even his body, rotund as it was, would be soft, and his dick, if he had one at all, would be a teeny weenie one.

He came straight to me, ignoring the rowdy crowd around him. I could see he was extremely uncomfortable being here, especially with me being in the position that I was in. You could see the look of disgust on his face, but his eyes betrayed him, drawn irresistibly to the obscene union of doggie cock and human cunt.

Oh. One of those. Holier than thou, righteous patricians with an itch in their crotches like the lowest whore walking the Tenderloin. Hypocrites really get my goat. So I started needling him.

"Hi, Handsome... want a turn in my cunt after I get the dog's cock out?"

"Err... no... I umm..." His voice matched the rest of him, too.

"Want me to suck you off?" I offered. "No need to get rid of the doggie cum in my mouth."

Oh, he was really uncomfortable! "No! No! I..." you could see him visibly pulling himself together. "I'm here to request your services..." Here he reddened as I licked my lips suggestively.

"Your services," he hurried on, "in your official capacity of bounty hunter."

My eyebrows shot up at that. Business in that area was slack, with new talent was cropping up, and I was at the ripe old age of eighteen, considering retirement and devoting all my time to the Pink Pussy. Still, it wasn't easy to make ends meet, what with paying off the girls, the staff, upkeep of the place, expenses and making sure the kingpin gets his cut.

"Bounty Hunter?" He didn't look the type who needed one, and I said so.

"It's not for me. I've come on behalf of my Master."

So. I could hear the capitals. It would've been obvious if only I'd been thinking straight, instead of lying there with my brains all fucked out of me by a dog. He was a flunky. High level, but only a flunky.

"Well, as you can see, I'm all tied up," I said, indicating behind me at Tweedledee. A couple of guys around us snickered. From experience, I knew he wouldn't loosen for another five minutes or so. "Why don't you tell me where and when?"

He named names. I was impressed. All the way up the Hill. And a Storm Warden, no less. My interest gets aroused almost as easily as my cunt, and I was interested. Not only for the obvious monetary reasons, but this was the first time I had ever had contact with such a powerful sorcerer. Maybe I could get paid in coin of my own choosing.

"Alright. I need to get loose and freshen up." I definitely looked a sight, and I briefly wondered if I dared go for this meeting with my face and hair full of dried, drying and dripping, multi-coloured, non-human cum. Sighing mentally, I decided no way. "I'll be there in two hours. Just let the guards know I'm on my way."

Continued in Chapter 2

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